said. “Your brother was here to kill Marti and Dominic. He talked about the night…” Tanner swallowed, and fisted his hands. “The night he raped Marti. He got ugly and very personal.” Tanner rose to his feet and began to pace about the room.
Nobody rushed him. It was his story to tell, and not an easy one, that was clear. “I wanted to control my emotions. I tried my damnedest. Teague didn't get in the middle of it. It was a fair fight.” He stopped in front of Bain, locked eyes with him. “This is no excuse, but I think your brother had a death wish. I think he wanted… to die.”
“I… Well…” Bain did not know what to say.
“Forgive me, please.” Tanner's eyes were filled with pain and sincerity.
Bain did not know what to say. He was not one who advocated killing others, but he understood that sometimes there were circumstances that necessitated it.
“I'm happy you're the father Dominic needs.” That's all he could think to say. He'd spent several days with these people, he knew they were good, and he knew they would not kill without good cause. They had opened their homes, their arms, and their hearts to him, and they made sure he was included in Dominic's life.
Chapter 6
C arina stood on the Romanoff stoop. She was a soaking mess. She couldn't find a place in the parking garage across the street. She finally lost her patience and parked down the block. That's when it started pouring. And she had no umbrella.
Miriam opened the door, took one look at her, and yanked her inside. “Oh my God, you look like you've lost your best friend, your puppy, and fell into a deep well.” She peeled Carina's jacket off. “Let's get you into a nice warm shower. I have clothes you can borrow in the guest bedroom.”
After second servings of the best meal Carina believed she'd ever had, she pushed her chair back, and took a deep breath, straining the waist of her pants. “Thank you. I needed that.”
“Seems you need something else, judging from the look in your eyes.” Mikhail blew on his coffee.
Carina debated. Did she really want to tell anyone about it? Did she really want to be judged? She looked in Miriam's face. Then she looked at Mikhail's expression. This couple had practically adopted her sisters and her. But she didn't want anyone else listening into the conversation. “Where's Alannah?” She looked around, as if expecting her to show up.
“She's out,” Miriam said. “She spending the night with Fiona and Jonah. We have all the privacy we need.”
Carina gave her a look of appreciation.
Mikhail cleared his throat. “Do you need more privacy?”
Carina was going to say yes, it was on the tip of her tongue, but something stopped her. Maybe her panther. “No. Please stay.”
And so she told the story. The whole unvarnished and ugly story. Except to Carina, it wasn't ugly, just heartbreaking. Doubly so, because now she knew she had a daughter and did not know where she was. She took a bite of the New York cheesecake with raspberry sauce.
“That's it,” she said. “That's all of it.”
Miriam looked at Mikhail. “You can make this right. You can help.”
Carina snapped her head in her direction. “What do you mean?”
“I can find her,” Mikhail said with confidence.
“It's true.” Miriam put her hand over Mikhail's. “If anyone can, Miki can.”
Mikhail raised a brow at her. “Shame on you. Calling me that in front of others.”
Miriam giggled, her eyes twinkling.
The merriment was not enough to lighten Carina's burden.
“Take heart,” Miriam said with a smile. “I'm sure within twenty-four hours, he will know exactly where your daughter is.”
Chapter 7
“ A re you coming back soon ?”
Bain Kozlov studied the child before him. His dead brother Vey’s son. Dominic. He smiled. “As soon as I can, little man.”
Bain had spent a few days in Bear Canyon Valley, the guest of Mae Forester and her mate Jake Evans, called Doc by everyone who knew him.
It had